[The Doctor comes on the video feed with a (slightly quirky) smile, hands folded on his desk in front of him.]

Hello, everyone, the Doctor, here, I've been hearing about things going on, transformations, if y'like, awkward for everyone involved, to be sure, but thought I'd reach and say a couple of things. First off, should go without saying, but do try to be considerate of ev'ryone else in an uncomfortable situation, they're not monsters, or, well, yeah, they are, I s'pose, but monsters are people, too.

Second, for those of you who've found yourself suddenly human, don't hesitate to let me know if you need some advice on how to adapt. I've got more than a little experience with humans, and even if you've not had the best past experiences, I promise they're not all that bad, and you might even get to enjoy it a bit, maybe get along better with some of your neighbors, afterward, consider it an opportunity for a learning experience.

Oh, and, second-and-a-half, Rose, might be a good opportunity to help out in general, yeah?

Raven smiled as she glanced around the apartment. It was not very big or very fancy, at least in terms of places that she had resided in the past. And still, it wasn't too terrible. She had a feeling that she could at least try to make it feel a little homey. She wished she had pictures she could put up of Charles. It was like she was starting from scratch all over again.

Not that she had not done that before.

At least here, in this moment, she wasn't alone either. A rather modest two bedroom flat would give them each enough space to live and find solace when they needed it. She'd been able to earn enough money teaching workshops to be able to afford the flat and buy some small things. Furniture, pillows and sheets, just the simple things. Sharing with Erik was mutually beneficial financially.

And maybe, just maybe, she wanted to see if they could reconnect.

With a sigh, she moved over to a window and stared outside. She missed Charles. And Hank. All of the team, honestly. While there were some nice people here, it wasn't the same as being at home. She'd been fairly reclusive since being pulled here. And part of her wished she could just hide until she could go home.

It was the most conflicted she had felt in a long, long time.

[Chiaki had been a tiny bit surprised when she had become an angel. Was it Genessia's idea of a joke or something? Last time this happened she had been a ghost a symbol of being dead and this time she was an angel another thing that people believe the dead can become.

But Chiaki didn't mind. She got nice wings out of it and the urge to protect those who needed it, even if she usually wasn't the fighting type. But this drew Chiaki to do something that she wouldn't normally do. Actually, go out and try and help those in need.

Flying around she was keeping her eyes on the streets of Genessia, seeing what crimes were going on and seeing where she could help. It wasn't long before she spotted a man stealing a woman's bag. They seem to be unarmed so with a small nod she went another the criminal in question, going slightly faster so she could land directly in front of him, causing the other to skid to a halt.]

Stop right there! You will not be going any further.

[The guy seemed cocky a small grin passing by his lips and within a moment he went to try and punch her, confident that it would be enough to either get Chiaki to move so he could get through or he would make sure she would get knocked out. He wanted to get away and she was the only one stopping him right now.

However what he didn't expect was for Chikai to get into a fighting position and duck just as he went to punch her. Unsure as to what she was going to do next, he didn't have much time to think as Chiaki swung her own fist up, colliding it with his jaw and sending him back a few meters.

To say he was pissed was an understatement, but he looked about ready to start a fight. Chiaki herself was ready to try her best and do something, but maybe a bit of help would be needed.]

This might seem like an... odd question, but is there anyone who's scared of themselves?

[Rapunzel choose for once to not use video when talking to people. It was so people couldn't see her right now. She didn't want anyone to worry about her because she didn't look like her usual cheery self.]

I have become a werewolf of all things and it just reminds me of an incident that happened to me... Some people might be able to remember which incident in question. [One can see hear a small sigh passing by her lips for a moment.]

So... I guess I admit that I am scared of myself and scared that I might attack or even hurt someone. So... I wanted to ask if anyone would be willing to let me stay with them until this passes? Someone I can trust to not get hurt just in case.

[She sounded anxious. But she knew this was the right idea, the right thing to do.]

I would make sure to repay you for the help, of course. Just name it and when this is over I'll give you that payment.

[he's standing in front of his console, looking decidedly translucent, almost like a hologram. Certain people may get bad flashbacks of when bad things went down and he was reduced to slightly pessimistic pre-recordings of, if you see this don't worry about things which you should probably be very alarmed about and go home.

However this is one of those times]

Okay, first of all, I'm not dead. Well, not precisely. It's probably some sort of transformation thingy that's been going around. Just like old times for some of us, right? [and he grins] But I am, temporarily I hope, a ghost. Right now I've found a way to pull energy from the TARDiS to maintain a sort of corporeal state, but has anyone else figured out a way to do this outside of technology? [he waves a hand]

I suppose I could make some sort of portable generator but I can't hold things.

[which is a shame.]

Other than that, things are going fantastically. How is everyone enjoying their transformations? Fun time to gain a new perspective, isn't it?

Ah, finally! The concert on the thirtieth is still on for anyone who is worried. Not sure how at this point but it will be. Look forward to it. Professor out. [and he winks out of existence]

[...sort of]


[Voice: Locked to Hector and Rose]

So... how are you two? Any strange metamorphoses that will interfere with the show?

Its official, I'm a vampire.

I had to raid your blood, tried to see if sunlight would help and it just made things worse.

Will restock come nightfall, got an address for a source since people are saying this won't last. Will need you're help too.

And if you think about it snag me some chips?

T

[It's a woman on the screen, her skin is unnaturally pale, eyes are blue and her hair a vivid red. She's done all the usual things newcomers do, like listening to the welcome hologram and reading the note everyone wakes up with.

Honestly it's only the letter that helped her out, since she was honestly thinking she dried out and woke up after another 100 or so years. So she's really glad that's not what happened.

Oh and she spent a bit of time reading and watching the hubbub on the network. Which explains why she's giggling as she started to record herself.]

So this place is now a monster mash? I guess I'm lucky I woke up here and not in another grave again!

[That seems to amuse her, as she lets out another giggle.]

Name's Gaiana, by the by, since I guess I should be polite when saying hello. [She waves at the screen.]

Hello.

[The device clicks on and shows Felicity stumbling out of the docks, before catching herself using a well-placed bench. She looks a little worse for wear, her face cut and bruised, but she was alive and walking, which was honestly a bonus in her book]

Okay.... right... I guess I just hit this and [She looks up, smiling tiredly]

I'm guessing I didn't die... Go me!

Anyway, I'm Felicity. Felicity Smoak. Does anyone know me or how I can get home?

[There's a bug on the screen.

No, it's just Anastasia as a tiny butterfly fairy. The camera focuses on her sad, tired eyes.]

...I've searched all over. I can't find Satsuki or her Pokemon. I think it's safe to assume that she's gone home... [She lets out a shaky sigh as she idly glances about the apartment.] ...There's enough red bills for me to stay here for about another month, but after that... I will need to find a new home...

However, I'm not sure if my current trial employment can cover anything. I may need to find a second job, or something else entirely...

[And her tiny size will make it difficult to go outside and job hunt. What is she going to do?]

[The first thing those individuals closest to Mai might notice is that she was looking a little...different.]

[It wasn't just the red eyes.  Or the hints of wings fluttering behind her.  Or even the lengthening of her nails to something resembling claws.   It was more than the oddly casual posture in which she saw, or even the look of boredom she wore in her expression.]

[What was most interesting would be the fact that she was wearing a very distinct makeup look.  Something she hadn't done in...at least 30 years' time.]


I was going to insist this all be temporary at first...but you know what?

I think I kind of like it.